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Name: L. Country: United States State: Ohio Metro: Canton Birthday: 4/11/1989 Gender: Female
Interests: Bass saxophones! Oh, and old jazz and old movies. And even a couple not-so-old movies, too. Ah...but mostly just 1920's and 1930's jazz and music-related stuff. I also play instruments. Piano, clarinet, tenor sax, c-melody sax, a bit of trumpet, a bit of guitar, and tenor banjo! Also...gasp...some non-jazz music. my current fav non-jazz band is They Might Be Giants (behold, my mighty knowledge of song lyrics!) (Also, Bob Dylan's pretty awesome, I've got a new thing for The Kinks, and Steely Dan is neat. Of course, classical music is amazing. Klezmer is fantastic. Gilbert and Sullivan operettas are fabulous. And J.P. Sousa is to die for.) Expertise: 1930's and 1920's stuff, especially the music. I can name every musician in the Paul Whiteman orchestra! If only I could do something useful. Occupation: Student Industry: Music
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1/29/2003
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| Fun stuff. http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1810571 http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1808778 A lot has happened since I last posted, but I'm exhausted now. Ask me yourself if you're desperate. | | |
| Metal Gear Solid:OMGWTFBBQ. I had never watched anyone play that game before, but man! Snapping people's necks at urinals, that's just cruel. Lol, I wonder how many guards he killed in that men's restroom until he realized that they just kept respawning. Ah, I love playing video games, but sometimes it's fun just to watch others play. Zach was playing, Jon and Lowell provided running commentary. And other guys kept randomly showing up to go "OH MY GOD, IS THIS METAL GEAR SOLID?! BEST GAME EVER!". My sleep schedule is becoming more and more reversed. It gets so hard to type at night, which really makes me fear for the essays I've been turning in to my SAGES professor. Hopefully I was at least keeping my head together while typing those, unlike now. Oh man, kendo tournament is next weekend. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't worried. Argh. Focus. Don't lean your head back. Stop using your right hand so much. Just chill and try to do things right. Ahh. | | |
| My Walking StickRemember what I said yesterday about my legs falling off? Multiply that by ten, and that's how I feel today. I feel like one of those old people who just hobbles around with a cane. I'm remembering that Leon Redbone concert I went to a few years ago for some reason. Sad to hear of Scott Black having a falling-out with him. I guess Redbone has a drinking problem. It's not part of the act, then...it's a shame. It was a really enjoyable concert, just Redbone and Black and Cindy Cashdollar, up in Akron. I can't remember what year it was, though, but I'm sure it's in my old blog entries. So we're planning possible vacations now, the family and myself. And we're thinking maybe NYC again. We'd like to see Les Paul before he kicks the bucket, and we'd love to see Jon Stewart and/or Stephen Colbert (but my brother's too young to get in...). I hate to say it, because I do love Jon, but if forced to pick, I'd rather go to Stephen's show. (I remember when The Colbert Report premiered, and I hated it. I hated it for taking Stephen away from The Daily Show and This Week In God and his correspondent duties. I thought there was no way he could carry a whole show by himself. How wrong I was.) Besides, I've already seen Jon Stewart live (standup routine in Cleveland in early 2004), but I've never seen Colbert. I also keep hoping to be one of the lucky audience members to get high-fived. That would be so awesome... Kendo practice today with Nagata(?)-sensei was interesting. The man was a crazy-fast kendoka. I just about died at practice. I'm too aerobically unfit for kendo, I swear. I'll need to start distance running or something. Or doing push-ups.  Fun stuff: Teaching a native Japanese speaker about the finer points of the English words "bullshit" and "ass-backwards". And U.S. holidays. Of note: Kototsu. I want one. They're amazing. Also: I ate octopus today. Takoyaki. Woohoo. Now I have something to say in Japanese class when the teacher goes "先週の週末、何をしましたか." | | |
| In which my legs fall off...Ouch. Can't walk. Kendo. Ouch. So Tuesday night was the first real practice I went to in, what, a month? Owwww. I am so out of shape.  So, guys...I think I have a real problem with procrastination. Like, a major, major problem. Maybe it isn't procrastination though...maybe it's motivation. It's like I can't even manage to do the things I want to do anymore. I can sit at the computer. I can play piano sometimes. I can listen to music, and can sometimes get motivated enough to go to a concert. Basically I can do really passive stuff, and I can force myself to do homework or read stuff for school (that's where the procrastination bit comes in), but I can't seem to do anything else. What's wrong with me? I'm hoping this is just a weird phase that I'm going through, or maybe it's just a temporary state linked to my nonexistant sleep schedule, because I don't much fancy being so singularly unproductive. This isn't high school. I can't afford to be lazy anymore. I also should stop doing stuff like forgetting to eat or eating stuff (mostly oranges and ramen noodles) for no apparent reason at, like, 3 am... I looove oranges, though... | | |
| I DRINK YOUR MLIKSHAKE! I DRINK IT UP!So I watched "There Will Be Blood" last night.... I want a milkshake. In all seriousness though, it's a good movie, well worth watching. Day-Lewis does a great job, and though the film is two-and-a-half hours long, it never feels like it's dragging. The ending must be seen to be believed. Everything leading up to it is just so nutty that words really can't describe it. Just go watch the movie. We were watching a screener's copy(?) at home. (Unlike the copy of "No Country For Old Men", it didn't have fuzzy bars across it, and it actually had credits. And music. Unless No Country really doesn't have a soundtrack...I dunno.) Oh, one last thing...about the soundtrack. Composed by Johnny Greenwood, Radiohead guitarist. Those dischordant strings are really unsettling. Those clashing violin chords made me so profoundly uneasy every time I heard them. I kept calling it "insanity music", because I felt like I was going insane every time I heard it. It really goes along with the action on screen, though. | | |
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